151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,

642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —

862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.

569 I reckon—when I count it all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—

954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—

XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.

’Twas Crisis—All the length had p… That dull—benumbing time There is in Fever or Event— And now the Chance had come— The instant holding in its claw

199 I’m “wife”—I’ve finished that— That other state— I’m Czar—I’m “Woman” now— It’s safer so—

793 Grief is a Mouse— And chooses Wainscot in the Breas… For His Shy House— And baffles quest—

97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.

347 When Night is almost done— And Sunrise grows so near That we can touch the Spaces— It’s time to smooth the Hair—